IT'S been the key political question of the week. Well, the key political question of my week, at any rate.

Who is the greatest sporting superstar - Christiano Ronaldo or Walt Disney?

Like me, you'll probably agree that Ronaldo is the main man.

Dazzling ball skills, fast on his feet, scores crucial goals and has the type of girlfriend that most men only encounter while having a sneaky flick through the underwear section of the wife's catalogue.

Okay, the Portuguese preener has been known to miss the odd penalty when Chelsea fans are baying for his blood. But on the whole, he's like a poker player's dream hand - the real deal.

That's not the case with Walt, who, for a start, happens to be dead. And let's be honest, stiffs very rarely evolve into talented sportsmen. Rigor mortis gets in the way of developing those all important silky skills.

However, when alive, Walt was a bit of a player, and polo was his game. But was he any good?

Well, it's difficult to say for sure. Just as it's hard to determine whether Prince Philip, Prince Charles and all those rich Argentinian blokes who are famous for galloping round a well manicured lawn while wielding whacking great mallets are any good at polo, either.

Okay, it's true that all of the above participate to a high level in the game. But, let's admit it, playing in major polo matches is rather like being the very best President George W Bush the world has ever seen.

When it comes to the crunch, there isn't a heck of a lot of competition.

Too many people are excluded from polo because they can't afford a horse, leather riding boots or elocution lessons to give them the swaggering confidence needed to request a cucumber sandwich and glass of Pimm's after a match.

Polo can never be truly competitive as too many people are excluded from this blatantly elitist arena. Unlike football.

Ronaldo came from a dirt-poor background, but that didn't prevent him from reaching the pinnacle of his profession and winning a Champions League medal with Manchester United on Wednesday.

Which brings us to the Crewe and Nantwich by-election - I warned you this was going to descend into the political arena somewhere along the line.

Let me explain.

There was a major ruckus last week after the Labour Party attempted to undermine the Tory candidate, Edward Timpson, by paying blokes in top hats to follow him round town, thus insinuating that he was nothing more than a posh nob.

This was generally agreed to be a foolish move on Labour's part, showing them to be trapped in an archaic past of class-hatred and working-class chippyness.

It certainly was a dumb prank, contributing to their stunning loss in a previously safe seat.

The governing party looked like a bunch of student politicians more interested in making cheap jibes at the opposition than taking part in an adult debate.

Running such a negative campaign also gave the impression that the Labour administration didn't have any good ideas of their own to boast about.

However, to say that Labour were petty to focus on the class background of their Tory rivals is wrong.Yes, they could have debated the issue in a more adult manner.While also making sure their own candidate wasn't a member of Labour's elite ruling class.

But the issue of class should be discussed. Especially when the Tories are packing their front benches with Old Etonians and other public school toffs.

And you don't have to be a chippy chap to worry about this trend.

The old school tie mob - led by David Cameron and Boris Johnson - must be repulsed. Not just because they have been given an easy ride in life, and allowed to leapfrog past deserving state school candidates.

Pubic school boys are nothing more than polo player politicians.

Men and women who have reached the top of their profession while never having to be properly competitive.

Which means the voting public can never be sure whether they have true ability, or will be able make the best decisions if they gain power. They may as well be [Walt Disney riding to glory on an expensive nag.

Surely in the 21st century our political class should reflect all members of society, and have made their way to the top from even the basest of backgrounds, much like one cocky Portuguese winger managed to do in football.

Opening the door to everyone is the only way of ensuring we have the right men and women doing the top jobs in [Westminster. Politics should not be a minority sport. It's time to stop blocking-up the level playing field with polo ponies.